Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The silver needle streaked through the air.

Like little shooting stars.

Cong Ye used up hundreds of silver needles in his bracelet to forcefully carve out a path for them.

At the same time, he used force in his hands to push the three people out of the tomb.

The moths lost three live targets.

The overwhelming ground was swallowed up by the bush.

The three people who were pushed out of the tomb fell to the ground.

Qi Tiezui's eyes widened and he couldn't recover at all.

Zhang Qishan's face turned livid, and he instantly got up from the ground and rushed towards the tomb.

"Buddha!"

The adjutant immediately rushed up and hugged Zhang Qishan's waist, his eyes red:

"Can't go in."

Otherwise, Cong Ye's sacrifice would have been in vain.

Qi Tiezui blinked and stood up tremblingly, as if his soul had been sucked out.

When Cong Ye came out, there was such a strange sight in front of him.

The adjutant held Zhang Qishan's waist while Qi Tiezui looked at the two of them absentmindedly.

The scene is very exciting.

"You are this?"

Cong Ye took a breath and cast suspicious eyes on Zhang Qishan and the adjutant.

At the same time, the adjutant's usual efforts to fight for Zhang Qishan and his unconditional trust in Zhang Qishan once again appeared in Cong Ye's mind.

Something gradually became clear in his mind.

A gay man is actually next to him?

Cong from the open-minded 21st century will not discriminate.

He stepped forward and put his hands on the shoulders of the adjutant and Zhang Qishan: "It doesn't matter, gender will never be an obstacle to love."

The adjutant's red eyes looked at him blankly, and a tear that he did not hold back fell on the back of Cong Ye's hand.

Leaving a trail of warm wetness.

"..."

Cong Ye lamented that just one word from him moved the adjutant so much.

Sure enough, the thinking of this era is still too feudal.

There will be cross-species love in future generations!

"Your hand is hurt."

Cong Ye was suddenly pulled over gently by Zhang Qishan.

He took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket and wrapped it in Cong Ye's scratched palm.

He lowered his head, and Cong couldn't see his emotions, but Zhang Qishan's hands were shaking too much.

The veins in his neck popped out, and he used all his strength to restrain his shaking, but it didn't have much effect.

"Father?"

"what happened to you?"

Cong Ye was slightly startled with his phoenix eyes, and asked with some doubts.

Zhang Qishan wiped his face, blinked his eyes, and shook his head: "I'm fine."

Cong Ye’s face was full of questions.

Zhang Qishan didn't really look like he was fine.

"Wow!"

Qi Tiezui suddenly jumped on Cong Ye's back.

A pair of hands tightly strangled Cong Ye's neck.

His cries echoed throughout the tomb.

Cong Ye wanted to give him an elbow, but the moisture on his back made him put his hand down again.

Did Qi Tiezui really cry?

For the sake of his own life, Cong Ye reminded Qi Tiezui: "You are about to strangle me to death."

Qi Tiezui let go of his hand in fright, Cong turned around, and a face full of tears came into his sight.

Qi Tiezui's round eyes were red and swollen from crying. He wiped them with his sleeve and choked, "I thought you were dead."

Cong Ye: "..."

He stayed behind just because he knew he wouldn't die.

Just let out some blood.

He felt so sorry for himself.

How much do you need to eat to replenish your nutrients?

"Are we going to continue?"

Qi Tiezui looked at Zhang Qishan, the rejection in his eyes was very clear.

Zhang Qishan shook his head: "Go back first."

Qi Tiezui breathed a sigh of relief.

This next tomb really made him feel sad and happy at the same time.

They headed back the way they came.

When leaving, Cong Ye took one last look at the tomb passage and touched the hard objects in his purse.

Climb out of the thief's cave and return to the tomb forest.

Qi Tiezui sat down. He had never felt that the cemetery was so friendly.

After staying in the dark place underground for a long time, Cong was not used to it when his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Let's go back to Zhang Mansion."

Zhang Qishan said this to Cong Ye.

Cong also took a look at the wound on his hand. If the master discovered it, he would definitely ask about it. He couldn't hide the matter of going to the tomb.

He had to go to Zhang Qishan's house to take care of the wound first. He nodded.

They first went to the town to retrieve the tied horses.

Cong Ye was still sitting in front of Zhang Qishan.

He looked at the wound on his hand and gently pulled the bandaged handkerchief. The knife wound on his palm was mostly healed.

Cong Ye was shocked and immediately lowered his hand to prevent Zhang Qishan behind him from seeing it.

He remembered that Nuwa's mother had never told him that Nuwa's spiritual blood had the ability to heal automatically.

Cong couldn't find out the reason, so he could only ask in the chat group after returning to Hongfu.

But now he obviously can't go to Zhang Mansion anymore.

Otherwise, this journey would be enough for all his wounds to heal.

By then he was truly speechless.

"I'd better go back to Hong Mansion later."

Cong Ye made a sound, but no emotion could be heard.

Zhang Qishan behind him frowned: "Go to Zhang Mansion first and ask the doctor to treat the wound on your hand."

"Yes!"

Qi Tiezui agreed.

Cong Ye showed a helpless smile: "No, I haven't returned to Hong Mansion for two days and one night. Master must be worried."

Qi Tiezui was immediately horrified: "Yes! Second Master!"

He couldn't imagine what would happen if the second master knew that they took Cong Ye to the grave!

Zhang Qishan said solemnly: "No matter what, your injury is the most important."

Cong also heard a hint of anger in his voice.

He turned his head slightly and stared at Zhang Qishan: "There are also doctors in the Hong Mansion."

Zhang Qishan couldn't say anything to refute, so he looked at him quietly with a pair of black eyes.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Zhang Qishan compromised: "Okay."

When the adjutant heard this, he looked at Zhang Qishan in surprise.

He is Fo Ye's adjutant, so he naturally understands Fo Ye's character.

Buddha has always been consistent, and this is the first time he has seen Buddha give in.

A touch of green climbed up Cong Ye's shoulder.

The emerald python showed its fangs forward.

"There are enemies."

Only when it senses a threat will the Emerald Python show violent and manic emotions.

Cong Ye's voice entered Zhang Qishan's ears.

He drew his pistol and looked at the lieutenant next to him.

The adjutant turned over and dismounted, quietly blending into the withered grass around him.

Cong also nodded the head of the emerald python.

The emerald python climbed off Cong Ye's hand and wandered behind the adjutant.

The sound of horse hooves continued to sound, heading forward.

Zhang Qishan's hand passed through Cong Ye's waist and held the reins.

The other hand was on the trigger.

Qi Tiezui couldn't figure out the situation yet, but he could still detect the slightly tense atmosphere.

Shrinking his neck, he looked around with vigilant eyes.

Before they reached the reeds ahead, gunfire rang out first.

Zhang Qishan put the pistol back into his waist again.

Six gunshots corresponded to six bullets.

The adjutant has taken care of it.

Zhang Qishan knew that the adjutant's marksmanship was as good as a god, and his bullets were perfect.

Sure enough, the adjutant's unharmed figure walked out from the front.

"Lord Buddha, he is a Japanese spy."

The adjutant got on his horse and reported to Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan sneered: "It seems that this mine tomb really hides a big secret."

There was a Japanese attack on the front foot, and a Japanese spy ambush on the back foot.